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dont go the same route that i am going
IP: 5503 87F8
All my life ive looked upwards
never meant to stumble along the way always persuing dreams...moving forward but sometimes ya have ta stop and ya have ta take in tha scenery otherwise to an early grave ya be walking and get caugt up in hate eventually the hate resides in the heart of youself and all others but you dont try to show your emotions, keep it really, hide it all under covers things have to come out somehow whether its now or on your death bed but yo...its better saying it now before you do end up dead thats where a am today i have shit all underwraps and a kno if a expose shit the haters will attack but these things have to be said i cant conceale it so try to listen at my elaborate thoughts no matter how intricate it can get so yo, a lived a nice life, nice hood, nice friends but then ya kno somewhere along the line nice ends its starts to fester starts to mould and grow little hairs and in the end none of your feeling over power it or compare so here a am walking down the path to excruciating death kicking ma self up tha arse unable to prolong deaths sentace yet am waitin for an appeal but it aint coming no time soon so still a ponder onwards walking towards my enevitable doom help me god forgive ma sins and help me knock on heavens door start to contemple the big mans head, many time has he heard this prayer before but yo...one more time couldnt do much damage could it what i do in the past shouldnt determine me afterlife...should it am gettin paranoid now a cant stop thinkin dislexic ma brain feels starved of knowledge like it was anorexic at a young age a switched off to tha world and became dormant inside but now the tears that i cry are dry glass orbs which stick in my eyes and prick my eyes and make me bleed and cry the tears of blood the red rain trickles down ma face as a sit there and watch ma name being dragged thru tha mud so thers nothing more for me to do ive tried to fight the publicity a sit and wonder why the do it, try to look at the situation analytically but its shunned by the brain as it cannot cope with the pressure no more so i end up crushed both in heart and in mind, collapse on the floor i wanted you to help me, wanted you to show me the way but in te end you wont even be there with meon my dying day so why did i other with you, dont ask me i dont knoto be truthful what you done to me was hurtfull but hey what can you do eh, faggots like you come a dime for a dozen jsut so happens that you were worse what you think is right is wrong you think that hurting people works...but it doesnt try to open your mind to what i have to say otherwise by the end of your life..just like me youll be made to pay .................... Last edited by PleDge : 08-06-03 at 03:09 PM. |
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